The sudden righteous anger from Dani caused him to step back. Aoba would have said something in order to stick up for the church, like how he was indoors most of the time and flying wasn’t necessary; however, it just seemed like it would upset Dani even more. The small demon’s anger subsided quickly after and moments later they were both in the air. Aoba yelped in surprise and yelled onto Dani. “Y-You know, I’d appreciate it very much if you didn’t randomly do things like this without warning.” He was clutching onto Dani while being held bridal style. A slow, sinking feeling made him realize the inevitable was bound to happen and there was nothing he could do about it. Aoba let out a quiet whine, unwillingly loosening his grip.

“Relax! I’m right here. I’m not going to let you get hurt. Kuro would try to kill me if I did.” Under them, Kyou watched with wide eyes as Dani held the fallen angel hostage. Sure it was odd that Aoba wasn’t allowed to use his wings, but he still didn’t think the best idea was holding him in the air so high-

“O-Oh dear.” It was all he could say as he watched Dani drop Aoba, the latter yelling in panic as he got closer to the ground. “Aoba!” Kyou rushed to get closer. Maybe he could try catching him if he didn’t fly. He had good intentions but Dani beat him to it. Before Aoba could hit the ground, he was once more in Dani’s arms. 

With a roll of his eyes, he flew up into the air once again. “You’re supposed to open your wings. That’s how you fly. Duh.” To emphasize, he poked at the fluffy wings behind Aoba. “Open them all the way and move them.” He corrected as he sensed the angel would just panic again. “We’re going to keep doing this until you know.” His tone was matter of fact. There was no deterring his flying ‘lessons’. The two did just that. Over and over, Dani dropped Aoba from higher and higher heights. He figured the higher he went, the more time Aoba had in order to get himself together.

The first few times were awful and made Dani groan in disappointment. Even Aoba was surprised that he had so much patience with him. Wings must have been an extremely important subject for him. Slowly but surely, Aoba started using his wings, slowing down the fall. He did end up staggering at times, several times actually, but it was better than falling like a rock. He had asked for a break once or twice, but was turned down. “No breaks until you can at least go upward and not fall straight down!” Then, Aoba was dropped again. 

Eventually, he had stopped counting how many times he had fallen out of the sky. Kyou on the other hand had counted 36 times. The final time Aoba was caught, he was happy that Kuro appeared to stop the madness. As Aoba was set on the ground, Kyou was the one to catch him as he stumbled backwards. “Are you alright?” He asked sweetly, walking with him to sit on the porch. 

“I’m- I’m alright thank you. Just a bit… unnerved.” His wings stretched out behind him and Kyou looked at them with intrigue. “Hmph, he just got healed up and he comes back to fight. That’s not proactive.” Aoba simply shook his head and sighed, taking a moment to enjoy the fact that he was on solid ground. “Dani’s going to probably try to do that again too.” Kyou smiled reassuringly and rubbed his shoulder. 

“As… crazy as he may be, he’s just doing what he thinks is best. After all, flying is important for-” He didn’t want to say escaping because he didn’t want Aoba to feel as if he was in danger still. It reminded him that the angel was still in stained clothing. “well a lot of things. Of course, I can’t tell you all of them because,” He pointed to his headwings and chuckled. “I don’t fly.” Aoba giggled softly and reached up to touch his wings. 

Of course he couldn’t help but yell out to the two fighting not too far away. “Be careful you two!” Kyou sat still as Aoba examined, what more felt like him playing with, his wings.